The Billionaire Who Stole My Heart

Chapter 912

Leila shot up from her seat, her eyes flashing with hurt and disbelief. “Yuri, are you trying to dump me?”

“We’re only together in name, Leila. How can I dump what we never truly had?” Yuri’s face was a mask of stone.

Leila’s heart was pounding in her chest, but she refused to show it. Marrying into the Lynette family had catapulted her own family to new heights of social standing, and she had enjoyed the perks of being Mrs. Lynette, basking in the limelight.

Now, divorce? How could she possibly face the world then? “I’m not signing any papers.”

Yuri’s brow furrowed, ready to argue, but Knox put an end to the brewing storm. “Enough,” he said firmly, unable to sit idle. “We should be celebrating the return of the child, not talking about divorce.”

At his age, such squabbles were beneath him, and he knew the Lynette family’s reputation was at stake.

Yuri knew Knox would never consent to a divorce, a shadow of frustration passing fleetingly across his face.

Pretending not to notice Yuri’s mood, Knox cleared his throat and beckoned to Brittany. “Child, come here, let me have a look at you.”

Brittany had witnessed quite a drama unfold. She approached the elder and respectfully addressed him as ‘Mr. Lynette.’

Knox felt a tinge of disappointment. She had just returned; it was unrealistic to expect her to slip seamlessly into her new identity.

pleasantries to break the ice,

Brittany to sit beside him, and throughout the

spicy, was faced with the Lynette family’s preference for milder

Brittany’s favorite dishes. If there had

the wave of care from Yuri, Brittany’s demeanor softened considerably.

said,

couldn’t hide the satisfaction he

unfold, her meal turning to ash in her

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Chapter 912

her discontent.

sizing up Brittany, began to make plans. “Brother, your

lags. If she’s still unattached, maybe it’s time to start planning for a wedding,” another

about to reveal her marital status

of your concern,” Yuri interjected, his voice laced with

undertone, sighed, knowing better than to

just asking. It’s not like I’m arranging a

your work reports. What have you been presenting, anyway?” Yuri’s sneer was cold and sharp. “If you can’t deliver, get out of the company and stop wasting

lived in Yuri’s shadow for